Chapter 996 Ziwei Heavenly Palace

In the samsara cemetery, Han Xu entered a state of cultivation like an old monk in meditation. He sat cross-legged in the void, as if he had turned into a stone statue.

From time to time, a powerful devouring force would burst out from his body, taking a rule fragment from the surrounding storm.

This process was repeated, and Han Xu was immersed in cultivation, not knowing the passage of time.

Now, the three thousand worlds have exploded because of the matter of the Ziwei Divine Sword.

Not long ago, when everyone was still looking for Han Xu's traces, they suddenly heard that Han Xu appeared in the Wanxiang Realm and destroyed the two top forces of Tianfeng Pavilion and Lihuo Palace by himself. Lihuo Zun Shen and Tianfeng Zun Shen were furious after hearing this, but they did not take any measures against Han Xu, nor did they hear them say that they wanted to kill Han Xu.

There was only one reason. The news came from the colorless world that Han Xu had been taken away by Haotian Divine Zun. Although the two of them were noble gods, they were only gods who had just entered the seventh heaven. How could they dare to ask Haotian Divine Zun for someone.

What was even more shocking was the news that followed. It was said that after Han Xu destroyed Tianfeng Pavilion and Lihuo Palace, he was hunted down by three respected gods. He was doomed to die, but he was saved by Lan Qiu, the right-hand man of Haotian God, and Lan Qiu directly killed three respected gods of the same realm.

When people heard Lan Qiu's name again, they remembered a title that had not appeared in the Three Thousand Worlds for a long time, Blood Hand God.

Blood Hand was the title Lan Qiu got when he was promoted to respected god, because his hands were stained with blood.

In an inn in Wanxiang Realm, Lan Xiaoxiao looked at the jade slips on the table. That was the information she had spent a lot of effort to find out, all about Han Xu.

She looked out the window silently and whispered to herself: "Knowing that you are safe, I feel relieved. I have seen the scenery of the Three Thousand Worlds. It seems that this place is not suitable for me. It is time to leave."

Since she met Han Xu last time, Lan Xiaoxiao has been thinking about her future. Recently, she finally figured it out. With her realm, she can only join a force to survive in the Three Thousand Worlds, but she doesn't want to be inferior to others.

Because she already has someone in her heart, as his friend, how can she live under someone else's roof.

Fortunately, Lan Xiaoxiao's realm is only the first level, and it is not too difficult to leave the Three Thousand Worlds. She has already inquired about the way to return to the outside world. With the magic stone left by Han Xu, it is enough to return to the outside world.

Of course, she does not want to be a hegemon in the outside world. Her real plan is to visit Han Xu's hometown. She wants to know everything about Han Xu.

Not long after Lan Xiaoxiao left, the Three Thousand Worlds shook again.

In the Vajra Realm, there is a palace built in the clouds above the Nine Heavens. It is full of the atmosphere of swordsmanship. Although it is dilapidated, you can still see its former splendor.

Even in the dilapidated palace, there are still barriers that are difficult to cross. Even the Eight Heavenly Lords dare not easily step into it, because this palace is the dojo of Ziwei Sword Lord, Ziwei Heavenly Palace.

The reputation of Ziwei Sword Lord is known to everyone in the Three Thousand Worlds, otherwise his inheritance would not have set off such a huge wave.

As we all know, if there is no Ziwei Divine Sword, the consequence of forcing your way here is death, or the entire palace will be destroyed, and Ziwei Sword Lord's inheritance will disappear forever.

And today, the long-silent Ziwei Heavenly Palace finally welcomed guests.

Outside the Ziwei Heavenly Palace, a huge stone gate appeared in the void, and Haotian God stepped out of the stone gate and came to the gate of Ziwei Heavenly Palace.

A barrier blocked Haotian's way. He took out the Ziwei Sword and inserted it into the array of the barrier. The sword energy of the Ziwei Sword merged into the barrier and turned into purple lines flowing out. Soon, the entire Ziwei Palace was covered with purple lines. These lines seemed to be ancient totems, depicting shocking pictures.

"Bang!" The door opened, and tens of thousands of sharp sword energy shot out. The colorless realm of divine power appeared in front of Haotian God, turning the sword energy into invisible air.

He walked into the Ziwei Palace step by step, looking at the wreckage on the ground, and there seemed to be a cold light flashing in his eyes.

Haotian God seemed to be very familiar with this place. He walked straight through palaces and houses, through gardens and pools, and finally came to a sacred mountain. There was a thatched house here. Although it had been a long time, it was still alive.

Next to the thatched house, there was a cut tree stump. The stump was so big that it looked like it would take at least ten people to hug it. Haotian sat gently on the stump and stroked the lines on it with his hands.

He said to himself: "A Ling, this child, seems to have a big misunderstanding of me. She doesn't think about whether she could have practiced the power of the colorless realm if it weren't for me. And that Han Xu must have seen her and was led astray by her. He actually suspected that I, his brother, was the murderer. He deserved to suffer in the reincarnation cemetery."

After saying that, Haotian walked into the thatched house. The furnishings in the house were simple, with a desk, a wooden bed, and a dusty scabbard hanging on the wall.

"Everyone in the world is guessing where the inheritance you left behind is, but how could they know that the inheritance would be placed in such a conspicuous place by you."

Haotian walked to the wall, took off the scabbard on the wall, and inserted the Ziwei Divine Sword into it. As the Ziwei Divine Sword slowly entered the scabbard, complex runes lit up on the scabbard.

"Keng!"

The divine sword was completely sheathed, fitting perfectly.

Suddenly, the room was illuminated by purple light, and runes appeared in front of Haotian and penetrated into his forehead.

Soon, the purple light disappeared, and a look of relief appeared on Haotian's face. He murmured: "That's it, that's it. Brother, you really died unjustly."

While he was talking, there was a storm outside, lightning and thunder in the sky, and strong winds all around.

Haotian's expression suddenly turned as cold as ice. He appeared outside in a flash and said to the surroundings: "A group of hypocritical guys, since they are here, show up!"

As soon as he finished speaking, figures fell from all around.

There are eight people in total, and the eight main gods of the Three Thousand Worlds are gathered here. Their figures look a bit illusory, but each person standing there seems to be a world.

You can no longer feel the rules of divine power from them, because they themselves are the incarnation of the rules.

"Haotian, hand over the Hongmeng Divine Power and Han Xu." The person who spoke was the main god of the Colorless Realm, Wuxiang. He was the most familiar with Haotian, so he was the first to persuade him, because he knew that this was Haotian's last chance. A glimmer of hope.

"Han Xu, I have sent it to the Reincarnation Cemetery, you don't have to worry." Haotian said, "As for the Hongmeng divine power, it depends on whether you are capable."

After saying that, the Ziwei Divine Sword burst out with bright light, and God Haotian turned into a ray of light and shadow and rushed out.

The surrounding divine power shook, and the terrifying divine power fell from the sky. The monks directly under the Ziwei Temple instantly turned into flying ashes.